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#drunk wilbur soot
deejayrockz · 9 months
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PAIRING — drunk!cc!wilbur x (cc!)reader
SUMMARY — drunk wilbur is a soft and mushy mess for his lovely partner
NOTES — wilbur headcanons, fluff, maybe fem reader idk interpret however u want
EXTRA — wilbur stream ongjdjdn, i've had this idea for months, but wasn't sure how you guys would like wilbur headcanons :/
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ʚ┊wilbur is most definitely a loud, yet very soft drunk. hes clingy, but when drunk he loses the ability to talk normally. it's either whisper or really loud, no in between
ʚ┊he knows his limits, and hes one of those who doesn't lie on wether hes drunk or not. if you'd ask if hes drunk, he'd be like "yeah, very." instead of "noooo!!"
ʚ┊if you were streaming, like a drunk stream, the minute the cameras turn off, he'd cuddle into you, leaning his head on your shoulder, until you moved off their chairs and onto the bed to cuddle.
ʚ┊he loves drunk cuddling. he loves loves loves drunk kisses, where it's slightly messy and you can feel each others smile through the kiss.
ʚ┊he goes insane for late night drunk walks. if he'd had too much to drink, he'd usually go outside and let the cool wind sober him up. he's also definitely the type to point out buildings you walk past at midnight and ramble random facts he memorised.
ʚ┊conversations like "you are so pretty, have i ever told you that?" "you've said that multiple times tonight, but thank you for the constant reminder." would be consistent throughout the night, with held hands being swung back and forth in between you.
ʚ┊while holding hands outside, he'd spin you around in the pitch black, giggling as you struggled to find your footing again.
ʚ┊okay, once you're back inside, you'd both just flop down int he settee, him laying on your chest, and drift to sleep. he'd most likely carry you, or wake you to take you to the bedroom later on, just so you can both get a more comfortable sleep, but there were the rare occasions where you both just decided sleeping on the couch was nicer.
ʚ┊i most definitely got carried away with this, but anyway, he's clingy, loving, and just so affectionate while drunk, wether that be towards you or just simply his friends !! <3
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heartofwritiing · 10 months
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I don’t deserve you, you deserve the world.
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paring: cc!wilbur soot x fem!reader
summary: a very drunk wilbur makes a belated confession to you about how he has be feeling lately.
authors note: I literally had this in my drafts since february and forgot about it XD this is two times I've used lyrics of your sister was right as a fic title ahha! this is purely fictional and for entertainment purposes only! hope you enjoyyy
warnings: wilbur has negative thoughts about himself (i love writing sensitive boys lol) alcohol consumption, fluff, pet names, wrote wil as a happy little drunk with mood swings, swearing, short, not proofread, unedited!
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Wilbur stumbled through his apartment, leaning on a tipsy Joe, who was trying to not let Wilbur bump into anything.
After another very successful gig, the band decided that going out for drinks to end the night was the best thing to do to blow off the adrenaline.
Wilbur had taken one glance at his drink and thought fuck it, with the way his mindset had been, he needed something to numb his brain, even if it was just for a little while, and downed his first drink in one gulp. Letting the alcohol settle into his system.
One drink turned into three, then four, then by his sixth cup he was ready to fist fight a very amused Ash who had truly hadn’t consumed a single drop of alcohol that night.
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You had been sleeping over at Wilbur's tonight. You said you wanted to see him after his show since you could not make it due to personal circumstances, but you would definitely be at the next lovejoy gig. He told you not to sweat about it and told you he wouldn't be home not too long after the performance.
Luckily Ash had messaged you notifying you that Wilbur would be home late due to getting drinks as a post show ritual after-party. You didn't mind, the band was getting more recognition which they deserved. He was so endlessly talented that he should have the right to celebrate the success along with his bandmates. So it was no surprise that around 11:40 pm you heard noises coming from the front room. You crawled out of your comfy position in Wilbur's bed and pushed yourself to the living room.
You then walk in on Joe kneeling over Wilbur who had fallen to the ground and was giggling incoherently about something. Joe had taken one sympathetic look at you and said “he’s all yours” offering Wilbur's hand to you that was clutching his wrist.
You bid goodnight to the boys, You waved to Mark and Ash who watched the interaction from the front doorway. When they shut the door behind them it was just you and Wilbur in in silence.
Glancing down at Wilbur you couldn’t help the smile that stretched across your face at his state. His hair was disheveled, and his shirt was unbuttoned at the top revealing his skin, and he looked so sleepy you felt so bad. He tried to pull himself off the ground, but he tripped over his feet, nearly causing you to topple over him. Luckily you caught yourself before you could fall.
Wilbur looked up at you his lips had the cutest pout resting on them but he shifted into a dopey grin upon realizing you were holding his hand. He was lifting your connected hands up like he was seeing you for the first time.
"darling! What are you doing here?" his voice was hoarse as he spoke, you knew it was the singing and the exhaustion catching up with him finally.
He must've forgotten in all the mist of the evening that you were staying over. Nonetheless, you didn't blame him, he had a pretty busy night.
Wilbur leans forward to attach himself to your waist, wrapping his free arm around your hip and pressing his face into your tummy. Warmth increased on your face at the gesture. Wilbur pressing so close to you made butterflies burst in your chest, which you didn’t mind at all he was being so clingy.
"I told you I wanted to stay over tonight, remember?" you said gently, carding your fingers through his locks. He hummed almost like a cat purring at your touch, nuzzling you further. "is that okay with you? I can leave?"
"no!" he instantly gripped your waist tighter, not wanting you to leave. "please, stay."
"Okay! I'll stay," You giggle, feeling his arms untighten slightly. "Let's get you into bed, yeah?"
Wilbur nods against your belly, and you pull him to stand up.
“I don’t deserve you..” he mumbled in your ear as he leaned on your for support had you walked to his bedroom. You didn’t quiet catch it you thought he was muttering something incoherent to himself. You shook of the frown
In his bedroom you help him to take off his shoes while he stumbles and almost tips over his feet. He mostly got himself undressed and put on his pajamas, which were just an old band shirt and sweatpants. Both of you crawled into bed with the hopes he would sleep off this drunken high and be his old self again in the morning.
Wilbur was curled into your side pulling you so close under the covers. You ran your hands through his hair as he blinked up at you.
“Darling do you love me?” he asked sincerely.
Your brain did a one-eighty with the tender tone of his voice. From his comment a minute ago to now this, It almost sounded like he had doubts about your feelings. You pulled back from him slightly so you could see him. exhaustion written all over his face.
“Of course I love you bub,” you reassured. “Why would you think I don’t?”
He looked away from you shyly like a kid who had gotten in trouble for doing something they knew was wrong. His hand came up to trace along the bottom of your shirt when it caught attention his eye.
“Well… sometimes I don’t think I'm good enough for you, that I have always not been good, and I'm scared that one day you’ll leave me just like everyone has in my life.”
Your heart sank at his drunken confession, but you could tell it was coming from a place of trueness and insecurity. It completely shattered you to hear this coming from Wilbur. Who was so wonderful and beyond anything you ever hopped for. To hear that he doubted himself and your relationship brought tears to your eyes. Your feelings for him were more than fondness, you loved him with everything you were and you couldn’t let him leave your life. he was your light at the end of the very dark tunnel, and you would just have to show him that.
“I'm too busy with my band, with my streaming, I feel like I neglect you too much, and I want you to have something better than all of this,” his lips slightly quiver. He moves to lower his head and bury it in your chest. However, you stop him with your hands coming up to gently cup around his face, to make him look you in the eyes. His eyes widened and his hands followed yours to grasp your face the same way in his woozy state. It was comical and made you smile at how he was trying to mimic your own action.
“I love you more than anything Wil, you’re so kind, supportive in everything I do, and- I would be so lost without you. I wouldn’t trade you for anyone else. You’re more than enough for me. You’re everything. I would never leave you, not even if you kicked me out of your life I am always gonna be here for you. nothing is ever gonna change that.” You let your heart take over with your words.
Wilburs eyes lit up and gloss over with tears, the contentment of your words hitting him through his senses making him break out into a dopey grin.
“Do you really mean that, love?” he croaks.
You nod.
He lets out a shaky breath and pulls you closer to him until your legs are intertwined.
“I know I'm super drunk right now and probably won’t remember much of this tomorrow but, I love you too, thank you for saying those nice things about me.“
You giggled and pulled him in for a short kiss to seal your own confession.
“I’ll gladly say them again.”
You pampered his face with kisses until he was a bright red giggling mess copying you, delivering even more kisses to your face. Once you finished, the small lamp on the bedside was turned off, and you succumbed to darkness, intertwining your limbs once more to settle down.
Sleep was just about to take over you when Wilburs slurred voice suddenly teased out to you through the dark.
“So what else do you love about me?”
“oh shut up,” you laugh.
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Im gonna be starting a new tag list so please commet/reblog if you want to be added!
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dnfcliparchive · 1 year
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wilbur: george, why’d you leave me? was it for your friend??
quackity: YIKESS
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nomsfaultau · 9 months
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Chapter five doodles for Mandatory Family Reunion! Plus a sneak peak for chapter 6. Love how scraggly Techno’s burnt hair turned out.
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tinakibed · 1 year
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quackity: thats why i didnt show up to the finale of your wilbur lore
wilbur: because in a few months i wont give you this tamagotchi?
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ffolty · 1 year
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talky no speaky
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lesbians4scully · 5 months
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fuck he was so real for this
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bc like. "i get silly" but there’s something Far fuckin bigger implied there. but he doesn’t elaborate- the "uh, um, i don’t know/ i’ll write something else" the diversion from whatever "i get silly" means. the use of "silly" to encompass Whatever this is. maybe it’s my own experiences biasing how i interpret it but. the word choice minimises it, but we can tell there’s something else there. i just like. it hits because the wording of Feeling Things here is similar to how i word feeling similar stuff out loud, yk ?? like. u don’t want to properly worry anyone, and u can’t verbalise it anyway, and really, it is "silly" but that’s so hard to step back from when ur In That Frame Of Mind. idk. as is evident, idk how to word it, but. he gets it. i often forget how good a writer he is bc Its The Silly Minecraft Guy !! and bc the stuff he writes for lovejoy, although GREAT, is far less personal: both for him and for the audience i think. but this shit really hits.
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Charlie: how do you plead? Wilbur: *mouthing* not guilty Tommy: Tommy: hot milky
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sodaspringz · 1 year
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thinking about how (c) Karl and Wilbur have nothing in common except having brown hair, being petty bitches and being in love with Quackity. now, modern au-ify them.... they are like.. the unlikely duo that teams up only because someone fucked with their mutual person of interest and now they have to hide a body together. could you IMAGINE the potential.
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parker-likes-tea · 1 year
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really good stream tonight folks, i haven't watched a live stream in so long and this was a really nice one. so i'd just like to say, I've had a fucking incredible time in this fandom. this was my first time properly interacting and creating in a fandom space and it's been good. so thnk you, to my small little corner of the dsmp tumblr fandom. i love you guys, i love this story, and i love all the things we've made because of that. i have no idea where we're all going to be in one years time, but i hope we're happy. (huge taglist of my mutuals mwah mwah I'm so happy right now. legit like I've gotten better over the course of my time in this fandom)
@winter-mornings @kattarofran @raineyraven @areus-in-a-little-cave @lesbianwilbur @tmmyhug @meowjoy @sootingsofficial @rwggrace2 @wakanawill @letsfluxshitup @dirty-night-ghosts @nocturnetnt @scrimblock-theory @manishroom @kitsuna21 @sootburz @winter-evenings @aliveburs and everyone else i fucking love this stupid community
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alevens · 1 year
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where it december 2021 or any other day of 2022 and u told me one of the first tnt duo moment from 2023 was Wilbur "declaring" he has a kid and that said kid was located by Quackity and that, uh, Wilbur thinks a kid needs two parents so he and Q decided to raise it together (note, Wilbur very firmly remarks they're not a couple and no, it's not weird) I would have probably... believed u, to be completely honest
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george-karims-egg-cup · 8 months
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TAKE THE ART I DREW AT 3AM.
I WAS THINKING ABOUT WILBUR SO I DREW HIM
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im feeling like a middle school kid on sleepover tonight so here's my analysis on the bitches our guys have been getting recently:
wilbur, associates heavily with bitches by singing songs about love -> no bitches
philza, did not do anything except play minecraft, use discord normally and be awesome -> bitches
ranboo "mr boob" ranboolive -> no bitches
tommy "i love women" innit, -> no bitches
tommy "i only love ranboo" innit -> bitches
tubbo, neck deep into working on his company that he's so passionate about -> bitches
DO YOU GET ME???
conclusion: just focus on what you love kids!! dont do drugs!!👍
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jermashugefatass · 1 year
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Drunk duo >>>>>
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sophegg · 1 year
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manifesting the wilbur soot christmas eve stream PLEASE
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uhohbestie · 2 years
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They leave the bar and take a stroll along the nearby path, taking in the scenery. The sun’s nearly set in the sky, casting everything in an orange-blue glow. Quackity rushes past Wilbur’s shoulder.
Quackity: Beat you to it, Mr. Long Legs. >:] Wilbur: It... wasn’t a race, but okay.
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